How Far is Too Far? (boyxboy)

How Far is Too Far? ~ Chapter Eighteen ~

I was inspired by my recent break up *sobcry* to write. . . . </3

Picture is of Lukey

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Luke's POV

"Gabrial," I choke out, slowly standing from the couch and immediately looking for any way to escape the situation.  Nikita's golden eyes were flashing from Gabrial, to me, to Syn in an accusing manner, and the only thing I want to do is punch him in that arrogant face.  I quickly drop my gaze from Gabrial's intense gray one.  "How did you know where I was?"

"Obviously you'd be with Syn," he replies with slight annoyance.  His arms are crossed, and he's balancing his weight onto one leg as though he were impatient for me to look at him.  "After you took off in your car, I asked Kira where you said you were going to be."

Kira . . . 

That traitorous little snitch.

I slowly raise my gaze back to his gray one.  "I'm not coming home."

His expression turns from anger and annoyance to hurt.  "Luke."

"No," I cut him of and walk to stand next to Synyster, slipping my hand into his to give him reassurance as well as myself.  I give it a little squeeze before I raise my chin.  "I'm staying with Synyster."

Nikita growls, clearly disapproving.  "Listen, you little slut--"

"Don't fucking call him that," Gabrial snaps, causing all of us to jump.  His teeth are bared at Nikita as he sizes up the smaller man, easily looking for any advantages he could get.  "Just shut the fuck up, dreads, and leave him the fuck alone."

I had never heard Gabrial use so many f-bombs in my life, it's scary.  No, terrifying.  He looks like an animal about to devour it's prey, and I worry about asking him to leave now.  "Gabrial."

His gray eyes lock with my blue ones, and he raises a brow.  "What?"

"Leave."

"Not without you." 

My heart flutters and I feel the familiar butterflies bouncing around in my stomach dangerously.  These felt like bats.  My throat closes slightly, and my breathing hitches.  "No."

He steps forward.

I step back, pulling Synyster with me.  "Stay there."

"No," he growls.

Synyster narrows his eyes.  "Leave Luke alone," he snaps at my older brother, pushing me lightly behind him.  He's annoyed, I can tell, and he slowly turns to look at me. "Come on, you can go upstairs."